Seeing this situation, Ren Qingqing bit the tip of her tongue, and immediately spewed out a blood mist, her nose sucked hard, and immediately sucked the blood mist into her body from her nose, with her shout, I saw that her eyes were suddenly red, and the originally small jasper's slightly plump body immediately rose more than three inches, and her thin body swelled up as if inflated, and she was born into a muscular woman, she didn't care about the attack of Shadow Two Shadow Three, her hands fisted like a dragon, and her fists smashed into Shadow Two Shadow Three's neck, Shadow Two crossed her hands to protect her face, and in the air, Shadow Three directly twisted and resisted with her shoulders, all three of them hit each other, Shadow Two took three steps back, and Shadow Three tossed in the air, to unload the force, but still hit the wall of the wooden house, the house directly collapsed in half, Ren Qingqing was also forced to retreat five steps, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Seeing that the house was about to collapse by nearly half, and it was no longer possible to take the sword, he retreated to Meng Fei's side.

"Yo yo yo. Isn't this the long-lost robe blood Maitreya? Hey~" Ying Yi injured his knee and didn't force Meng Fei again. He stepped aside, and immediately a deer with a copper-colored crying mask gave him gold sore medicine. Seeing that Ying Yi retreated, Ying 456789 all pulled out to attack Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing, and Ying 2 and Ying 3 also made little adjustments and surrounded them, Ying Yi just stared at the fist and foot shadows on the field with burning eyes, standing motionless on the side.

Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing saw that everyone was surrounded, they all ripped off their belts, shook their hands, and the cloth brocade shattered, revealing two soft swords!

Ren Qingqing held the sword in his right hand, Meng Fei held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, and the two of them jointly used the sheep's horn spring sword, a horned sheep attack, only to see a flock of sheep running in the air, burying their heads in the horns and charging!

The rhythm of the siege was instantly dispersed, but the soft sword held by Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing was also clanging under the impact of the fist wind and foot shadows, the sword body continued to tremble, and the momentum of the horned sheep attack also stagnated, and the stamina was insufficient! Originally, the soft sword was only for emergency use, and it was not as easy to use as a steel sword, and the two of them did not have the skills to match the soft sword.

At the moment when the Nine Shadows retreated, the twelve rakshasas drew their swords one after another and attacked! The white cloud sword array took shape in an instant, and I saw twelve people flying up and down, and the swords only took the key points of Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing!

When the white cloud sword array was unleashed, the smoke and clouds rose, and the people in white cloaks were named after the white clouds churning in it, and they were also famous for their strong lethality.

Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing and the two of them then changed, and a move of the ram, which was known for its defense, immediately used its horns, only to see a huge ram produced by the two, and buried their heads in a pause, with the hardest middle part of the horns, the offensive of the local people. Although there was only one ram, the twelve looked at it from their point of view, and they all felt that the ram was facing them!

The white cloud sword momentum of the twelve people then poured on the ram's hard horns, the sheep's horns received a blow, and immediately reflexively charged, the twelve people suddenly retreated, and the white cloud sword formation was broken, and the twelve people all suffered slight internal injuries, but compared to them, Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing and the two of them vomited a mouthful of blood, and the original move of self-damage of three hundred and one thousand injuries to the enemy became a self-damage of eight hundred and one thousand injuries to the enemy on this unsuitable sword, and the sum of twelve eight hundred is not a light injury.

Ying Yi waved his hand one by one, and the twelve people immediately retreated, and the twenty-four deer hunters immediately stepped forward, supplementing the stagnation of the offensive of the twelve people retreating, and the twelve people or poisonous needles, or darts, or flying knives, poured a burst of hidden weapons on Meng Fei Ren Qingqing in one breath, like a pouring rain, dense, only people could not resist!

But how could Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing be stumped by this situation? With a type of horned sheep planting grass, the sword bodies of the two seemed to have countless horned sheep squirting out countless grass seeds from their back cheeks, sowing the world! The hidden weapons were constantly shot down in the collision with the grass seeds, and the fish that slipped through the net were also swept to the ground by Ren Qingqing with his skirt, although the skirt became tattered, Ren Qingqing didn't care.

'Slap, slap, slap,' suddenly a sudden burst of slap applause appeared, ''Hey~ The two of you are really the same as they were back then!" Shadow Yi's bewitching voice sounded again from under his broken smiling mask, "Fortunately, I was still prepared, otherwise, I can't compare to the two of them who fought with those heroes back then!"

Meng Fei's sword-like brows slowly wrinkled into the word "Chuan". He said, "What other means do you have, do you use them all! Today, both of you and I have taken them all!"

"Brother Fei, our... Ren Qingqing just wanted to say something, but was stopped by Meng Fei with a wave of his hand.

"Hee, hee, hee, ha, ha, ha, ha, haven't you already picked it up?" Shadow smiled and danced as if the wound on his knee had healed, but it was an indisputable fact that the blood that had stopped on it began to ooze out again, and he couldn't even laugh straight, but a tear flowed out of the socket under the mask of his smiley face, and dripped from his chin to the ground.

"What do you mean?" Meng Fei wondered, his expression even more vigilant. Because he didn't know what Baiyilou had prepared.

"What do you mean?" the bent Shadow suddenly raised his head and roared. "It means that our Baiyi Building has succeeded, do you understand? You will feel it immediately. Right now! just right now! It's been ten years! You're going to pay for it, you're just the first! hee, hee, hee!" But you can also feel the hideousness and madness under the mask of the shadow!

When Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing heard this, their pupils suddenly shrank, and they glanced at each other, both feeling the fear that they had never felt in each other's eyes.

Meng Fei said in a trembling voice: "Really... Is it really? Is that Merry Firefly really made?" Meng Fei's eyes suddenly became firm, and he shouted: "You crazy people! How can that kind of thing be! After speaking, there was a pain in his heart, as if he had lost something, only to see a little bit of light looming around Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing, one bright and one dark, like fireflies flying in the air, dreamy and beautiful, Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing suddenly seemed to have been robbed of their senses, staring blankly at the flowing fireflies in the air, their eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and the originally sharp gaze was silently scattered, as if there were only two empty shells left.

Meng Jingye worked hard all the time, and finally dug a hole from the snowdrift that she could climb out of. But he dug in the wrong direction, dug into the pile of bamboo, he just saw this scene through the gap between the bamboos, the long-lasting murderous aura on the field, shocked him not to move at all, frightened and wanted to shout, but he couldn't shout, after all, he is now the son of Meng Fei and Ren Qingqing, blood is thicker than water, and he is tired of family affection, and he is happy to fly, at this time, he wants to cry, but he can't cry so much. The body doesn't know if it's scared, or if it's frozen in the snowdrift, shivering!

A breeze blew on his face, and a crack suddenly appeared on Meng Fei's face, as if it was like a cracked layer of ice, stabbing and pulling and spreading to the whole body, and with a 'bang', both of them shattered like glass plates, and together with the clothes, they scattered into a pile of powder, leaving only two soft swords full of cracks!

"Hey. The effect is good! It is indeed a strange poison in the world!" Ying Yi squatted down, did not care about the blood that was constantly oozing from his knees, stretched out his fingers, twisted a little powder, rubbed it back and forth with his thumb and forefinger, and blew his lips, and the powder came to the air and flew with the wind!

Shadow One stood up and took the lead on the bamboo forest path, and the remaining eight shadows and twelve brakes also followed, and he said without looking back: "Deer hunting, wash the ground!"

"Yes!" Twenty-four deer hunting fists replied, and then each division of labor, three people took out three magnetic boxes of different sizes, aimed at the underground hidden weapons, the hidden weapons immediately flew to three different magnetic boxes, and vertically arranged neatly, three people with gloves, took out the hidden weapons one by one, according to the standard number of each hidden weapon, loaded into the hidden weapon box of each deer hunt.

The five people took out the flint and steel, took out a roll of oilcloth from the bag around their waists, wrapped one or two stones, lit them and threw them into the wooden house, which was originally full of warmth, and suddenly the wooden house was engulfed in a fire, only a little spark was constantly rising, flying into the sky, and the surrounding snow began to slowly melt under the heat.

The rest of the people took off the piece of iron in front of the belt on the lower abdomen, and pulled out an iron rod from the side of the concealment box, and when they combined it, it was a shovel! When the fire was extinguished, they began to dig and bury all the traces of what had existed here in the slightly dull soil of the bamboo forest.

After everything was tamped down, everyone disassembled the tools, put them back in their original positions, and rushed to the top of the bamboo forest.

I don't know how long it took, but Meng Jingye, who was half-stunned and half-stupid, finally eased up, and slowly, pulled his stiff body out of the snowdrift with great difficulty, and walked step by step to the open space that was originally home. One step is slow, as if half a century has passed.

Looking at the flat place, there was a trance in front of him that once a warm home, the warmth that he had never enjoyed in his previous life, and now, he lost again, lost his doting parents, he Meng Jingye, and became a homeless orphan again!

Tears poured out like a valve that could not be closed, sobbing silently, tears slid down his cheeks, fell heavily on the ground, and fell apart, just like his heart!

Meng Jingye wiped the tears on his face with his hands, his hands clenched with purple cold, and shouted to himself in his heart: "I want revenge! I want revenge! I want to get rid of Baiyilou!" Meng Jingye thought of his peerless system, and felt that this was the opportunity for God to give him revenge! Let him definitely destroy Baiyilou with his own hands!